Posts Tagged ‘ Arts ’

I think Mahoney chipped me…


Big 64 button panel

Big 64 button panel (Photo credit: Spikenzie)

I think Mahoney chipped me when I passed out at Bonfire Nation the other
night. I knew I shouldn’t have left those lunatics guard the Level 4
Matrix Control Panel Replacement Board I constructed in my basement.

Mahoney, I forgive him if he chipped me, I chipped his ass when I put
those two Zannies in his beer. Got a keep an eye on the boy, he’s a
punk who has no respect for authority and screams about it on stages in
Mantucky.

Cody I haven’t figured out yet (if that is his real
name), plays guitar in a way I had never before imagined but he is
thinking about taking over Ohio. As a start. I think he should drop
the Messiah Complex and play until his fingers and guitars fuse in some
psychotropic future reality.

Mark is the quiet one. That is why he is in charge of calibrating the Matrix
Panel with the Blue Godfather Kazoo. I’m so glad Cody installed that door
knob into the Matrix Panel. Things have been so much more chill in my
hologram.

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Freak


Freak!

Freak! (Photo credit: Arman Dz.)

you always were
a Freak

always will

have eyes
cast askance at you
by random strangers

Changeling
that you are,
you must wear
your Art on your sleeve

and

take comfort
in the company
of all the other Castaways

that gather in dark corners
allotted for the outcast Souls

you always were
a Freak
but
you are not Alone

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should i write a sonnet about lemmings?


English: A dead lemming on a stone in the rive...

English: A dead lemming on a stone in the river RevÄa in Norway. Lemmings migrate in large numbers across the landscape, stopping for nobody. When they have to cross a river of some size, some lemmings will die. Every few years so many lemmings die this way that drinking the water from the streams becomes a health hazard to people hiking in the mountains. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

 

should i write a sonnet
about lemmings?
their charming culture
and complicated relationships?
should i go on and on about the baby lemming
a lemming mother lost in a snowstorm?
should i try instead to reform them?
or just laugh, heartily,
as they run off yet another cliff?

 

 

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